I'll be damned if the spiders living over my closet aren't listening to my Cure cd, too...one of them sat on my perfume bottle as I awoke to take care of David's diabetic cat this morning.
Tiny, light-colored, and moved out of the way as I reached for the bottle of Diamonds & Sapphires.
No wonder I've got no mosquitoes or flies in this apartment. Spiders really are good luck. My mother just spoke to me about it from a dream book. And I've been dreaming about them for a week.
Well, we slip into Gemini this weekend. Cancer is today's moon sign, it's a sickle moon in the sky tonight and today's "spirit" color is black. My witch's almanac states that rubbing patchouli oil on outer doorknobs will keep unwanted visitors away. I'll have to remember that--my neighbor keeps yanking the door open whenever I go down the stairs to haul trash. She's paranoid or something. Maybe I'll have my spiders visit her?
hee hee hee
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